Chapter 569: Listening to the Cicadas
"This dagger is vicious!"
"After entering the body, you will feel a little cool, but then you will feel that your body is extremely itchy, and you subconsciously want to struggle, but your body is frozen unconsciously, and even the power of the fairy spirit is blocked, and you can only continue to endure the torment."
"But soon, the body will heat up!"
"I will feel that every inch of my skin is burning, my blood is boiling, and my internal organs are more like they have been burned!"
"Tsk..."
"This should be regarded as the most cruel tool that the demons have researched."
"The only shortcoming is that others won't stand there and stab you, and the fairy body protector, this dagger can't break the defense."
"You can only catch the person, lock it with a bundle of immortal ropes, hook through the pipa bone, seal the immortal power of the whole body, and then stab it with a knife."
"It's a pity, if the material is tough, it can be a powerful combat weapon, not a torture tool."
A look of regret flashed in Jia Ming's eyes, and the moment the words fell, he stabbed the dagger into his chest.
Blood slowly flowed down the wound.
He looked at Zhao Gongdao with a smile.
In less than three seconds, a layer of frost appeared on Jia Ming's body, and finally turned into an ice sculpture, motionless.
Three minutes later.
The ice sculpture gradually melted, and Jia Ming's face turned red visibly.
The remaining water droplets on the surface of the body melted in an instant, turning into wisps of smoke and drifting away.
Jia Ming frowned slightly, as if he was suffering something, and only after a moment did he breathe a sigh of relief, reopened his eyes, and a smile appeared on his slightly pale face: "I used this dagger to stab countless people, and it was the first time I stabbed myself." ”
"But it feels like ... Not bad looks. ”
"You said that if I stab myself, you won't ask anymore."
Jia Ming looked at Zhao Gongdao, nodded with a polite smile, crossed Zhao Gongdao, walked into the distance, and when he was halfway through, he seemed to think of something, and his footsteps paused slightly: "Oh, by the way, this little toy will be given to you, occasionally hide in the room, give yourself a knife, it's quite cool." ”
As he spoke, the dagger crossed a graceful arc in mid-air and was caught by Zhao Gongdao.
And Jia Ming put his hands in his pockets, smiled and disappeared into the night.
Zhao Gongdao lowered his head, looked at the dagger in his hand, and was silent.
"Friends from the Ancients..."
"Who are you?"
Zhao Gongdao muttered to himself, looking at the direction in which Jia Ming disappeared, and also slowly sketched a smile: "Face-to-face confrontation, playing cards, it is really tense and exciting." ”
He raised his head and looked at a star in the night sky, a little distracted, and after a long time, he walked back to the medical hall.
"Huh?"
"Are you awake?"
Zhao Gongdao returned to the medical hall, stood at the door, looked at Su Yang who fell on the rocking chair and closed his eyes to recuperate, and was stunned for a moment.
Su Yang didn't open his eyes, just raised his finger and landed on his mouth: "Shhh, don't disturb me to listen to the cicadas." ”
"Where do the cicadas come from this season?"
Zhao Gongdao's face darkened, and he couldn't help but complain when he looked at Su Yang.
"There are cicadas in my heart..."
"Well, I can't make it up, just because the rocking chair will be more comfortable to sleep in."
Su Yang said lightly.
Zhao Gongdao glanced at Su Yang with disdain and returned to the room.
In the courtyard at night, only Su Yang's rocking chair remained, still swaying slightly.
A breeze blew, and Su Yang didn't know when he had opened his eyes, and looked at the night sky with a calm gaze, and there were no waves in the ancient well.
……
"From now on, every Arhat you recruit will be your own downline!"
"The money they collect will also be handed over to you personally."
"It's an honor that you are the original shareholders of Xiaoleiyin Temple."
"As for which of you will be eliminated by the times, and who will seize the opportunity and soar to the sky, it depends on your respective efforts."
"Remember, this is the only time in your life that hard work will be rewarded."
"I hope you can hand in a satisfactory answer."
The Arhat looked at the six Bodhisattvas that he and Fu Hu had gathered in just three days, and spoke seriously.
The sound reverberated through the void.
Several people looked at each other, their eyes were full of fanaticism, and their mouths kept shouting: "Make a fortune, make a fortune!" ”
The arhat raised his hand, and his voice stopped abruptly.
"Adjournment!"
"From now on, in pairs of two, each of them will be broken."
The bowl raiser shouted again.
As his voice fell, these bodhisattvas, who had long been unable to contain their excitement, rose to the sky almost immediately, spread out in three directions, and disappeared.
Fu Hu always stood behind the arhat holding the bowl, without saying a word.
"The development of Xiaoleiyin Temple will inevitably be accompanied by bloody rain."
"Force is the foundation of everything."
"In the next time, I will focus all my resources on you to improve your cultivation, and you will take on the position of the thug of the Little Lei Yin Temple."
"If there is any circumstance, there will be no mercy."
In just a few days, the bowl-raising Arhat did not have the flattering appearance he had before, and the temperament of the whole person has changed significantly.
The waves are not alarmed, and the wisdom beads are in hand.
When standing in the field he is best at, even in the face of the Buddha, he dares to look him in the eye.
A flash of excitement flashed in Fu Hu's eyes, but his expression was more respectful.
Sometimes...
Money can really make people bend their waists, even if it's Da Luo.
If not, it can only mean that the money thrown is not enough.
……
In the next half a month, Su Yang enjoyed a rare tranquility.
There is no strife, no war.
The residents in the black street, after they had cultivation resources, didn't even go out.
One after another visions appeared in the sky, proving that they were constantly pushing the boundaries of the realm.
This also caused Zhao Gongdao's face to be red all the time.
Hate so much that the roots of my teeth itch.
People with poor talent are the most unsightly, and this is the most unsightly.
Of course, Su Yang also has his own headaches.
Originally, in the Huangquan Medical Hall, there was only Jingwei who was talking, and after their hard work, Jingwei had gradually learned to shut up.
But nowadays...
The soul thoughts in the medical hall have changed from one to two.
Xiaobai is bored floating in the hospital hall every day, and his big grinning personality collides with Jingwei like gunpowder.
The quarrel never stopped from morning to night.
Whenever they were tired of arguing and preparing for a truce, Jia Ming would always say a few words casually, stirring up the anger in their hearts again and triggering the war again.
This also led to Su Yang carrying the City God Temple several times, wanting to directly kill these two people.
Until Zhao Gongdao's words woke up Su Yang.
"As long as you shut up the initiator, those two will stop themselves."
Su Yangmao suddenly opened, rolled up his sleeves every night, and swayed at the door of Jia Ming's room, and Jia Ming, who was frightened, became much more honest in the following days.